Hermione's POV-

Holding Fred in her hand she laughed at the irony of this. He could be the smallest person in the world and still get the most attention. People were gathering around them quickly as she held him and tried to explain the growth potion. "Twice counterclockwise then 7 turns clockwise" she says exasperated. Finally 2 hours later everyone was asleep but Hermione and George. Hermione was just dozing off when George shouted loudly. "I've done it!" he yelled again grinning. Fred jumped and also was awoken by George. "What?" Hermione mumbled sleepily. Fred immediately understood due to the twin connection and explained to Hermione that he had completed the potion. Slowly she stood up trying not to tilt Fred too much. "Give me the potion George," She grumbled tired of waiting. She slowly dropped the potion onto Fred and instantly he started to grow. Hermione pushed him off when he was about a foot tall and watched him continue to grow. She smiled and hugged George happily for making the potion correctly not noticing Fred's jealous reaction. "Great job, George!" She congratulated smiling then said goodnight and wandered off to bed. Lying in bed later that night she couldn't stop thinking about Fred's shocked reaction to her joking behaviour…

Fred's POV-

Pursing his lips angrily as Hermione hugged his twin, he tried to ignore the burning hatred and jealousy for his brother. Then as Hermione left them in the common room he punched his twin in the arm. "Why'd you hug her!" Fred yelled pissed with his other half for holding the girl he loved in his arms! 'Wait a second' Fred thought 'I love her?' He thought about the softness of her hand and the way she suggest testing products on Crabbe and Goyle and the way she had seen right through his lies. He thought of how she could always tell Fred and George apart and how she frowned at him when she was mad. 'Yes' he thought renewed 'I do love her'. He looked up at his brother realizing that he had said something. "What is it, George?" he asked grinning stupidly at the thought of his newly found love. George shook his head, smirking, and walked away.